Last night I dreamt that I lived one block away from the beach. It may have been Lake Michigan, or perhaps an ocean. I'm not entirely sure, but the neighborhood I lived in was filled with massive homes. Each was different and the architecture was beautiful. Glass windows, dark wood, interesting carvings and motifs. Very old. Very tall trees. There was a house that doubled as an antique shop as well (although it appeared abandoned).
Throughout the dream I was mildly frustrated because I didn't feel as though I belonged. So I started to walk around and that's when the beach was discovered. There were a lot of people sitting, reading, sunning, chatting. The sky & water were very blue. Kind of a french blue and a robin's egg blue and everyone was wearing a shade of blue but the sand was definitely more of a cornstarch color. Anway.., as soon as I saw the beach I liked the neighborhood I lived in because I realized that
I COULD GO TO THE BEACH EVERY SINGLE DAY BEFORE WORK!!
I even rationalized this in my dream. I *needed* the water for balance, because I am a fire sign. Half an hour, every morning, I would sit in the sand and ~relax~ before I went anywhere.
In this same dream I also was a geologist. I was sifting through the sand and collecting many different geodes. And discussing limestone. And in my dream, limestone reminded of "The Never Ending Story." I didn't examine specimens for very long, but it was extremely satisfying. Notebooks were filled with information and bowls of rock sorted.
I also dreamt about a spider web, a large one. Actually many, in a massive yard. I didn't like that part of the dream, although admittedly, they were quite beautiful and glimmered as though wet. My "R.E.M.-self" should have rationalized that they were actually just beautiful yards of lace.
These blurry photos are from Lula Cafe, one of my very favorite restaurants. Logan Square Auditorium houses the both of us. You should try dinner there sometime. Brunch is particularly yummy as well. And their flowers are nice, too. ;)
(And I met my beau there...)
They're also part of Nightwood , where I ate on Monday.
But now I'm completely ready for some sleep.., after I read a little first. If I can, I'm becoming a bit delusional (I'm tired) Floundering between the dining room and kitchen I'm going to pour a glass of water. I am, possibly for the first time in 8.5 years, caught up on ALL my emails, ALL my estimates, ALL my proposals. And I will remain so until I wake up in the morning. By then the mailbox will be full (and I'm expecting a coupla' 2-3 couples to be kinda (super) excited about what is in *their* mailboxes). So I leave you with one more image that kinda sums up how I am feeling (I brought these flowers home for myself tonight). Blurry cuz I'm sleepy, but filled with thoughts of colors, textures and things that grow. Not bad.., I bet I'm going to dreamt something pleasant, once again.